As you know, the Dylan song I’ve thought about a lot as a monk has been “All Along the Watchtower”, especially these lines:
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth
As I see e.g. so many Thai monks waste their holy life, officials stealing from the people, businesses exploiting their workers, etc etc… “None of them along the line / Know what any of it is worth”